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Secret Beach

We were about to go to the coast, but instead we jumped on a mission to this secret beach on the Sandy for Justin’s birthday. You drive up a road into the country until you feel impossibly lost, then follow a wagon trail into the woods—which dwindles down to a single-track hiking path and the jungle presses in from all sides with cool, wet breath. Then suddenly you emerge on this excellent little beach fringed by a swimming hole with a set of rapids on either side that you can ride down on, say, a tube, over and over agin. Yep, secret beach—if you’re nice to me, I’ll show you sometime.